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I had a scary movie weekend. On Saturday Rachelle and I watched Saw. This is a rather disturbing movie about a crazy guy who likes playing deadly games with people, making them cut off their own limbs or kill other people. It was a lot like Seven, very creepy and rather disgusting in some parts with lots of twists and turns. I liked it.
On Sunday we watched The Grudge. This is one of those movies that was originally made in Japan and remade for the US, like The Ring. It is your standard pissed off spirit infecting a house and killing anyone that comes in contact with it movie. It wasnâ€™t very unique except for the fact that this one took place in Japan. It wasnâ€™t very scary but the way the things move and the noises they make were very creepy. If you havenâ€™t seen this yet Iâ€™d say wait for it on HBO.

HAHA, Lilac Disposal (the company that collects my garbage) left a message on my machine yesterday saying they changed the route and my area is going to be first.
"Please make sure all your garbage and recycling is out by 6am on Monday. We will be in your area just after 6am."
I guess they got a lot of nasty phone calls because last week NOBODY had their shit out when they came around to collect it.

I have the best luck in the world! I bought a DVD-+RW drive a few weeks ago which had a mail-in rebate ($30). During the purge of the office this past weekend I threw the box out which had the UPC on it I needed to mail in to get the rebate.
No problem. For the past 5 months the garbage collectors show up around 3pm to pick up the garbage and recycling. So at around 7:45am I walk out to the garbage can to get the box and guess what? For the first time in 5 months the garbage was collected before 7am!
That pissed me off. Not really about the money because it was only $30 and I would have bought the drive anyway. Just that they had to pull that shit the 1 time I needed them to be on their normal schedule.

Miles is spending the weekend at the house of a friend of a coworker of Rachelle's. If they like him (and he gets along well with their cats) they'll probably buy him from us. I think he would be happier there than with us anyway. There are other animals and kids to play with him. The woman also is home all day so he won't have to be alone for 8 hours a day.

I donâ€™t really like having a dog. In fact I really dislike it. I had cats when I grew up at home so I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Rachelle wanted to get one and I figured I could give it a shot.
Donâ€™t get me wrong, I do like Miles. He is very cute and every once in a while cuddly, but taking care of him is driving me crazy. I just want to come home after work and take a nap on the couch, or play a video game for a while. I feel like every waking hour (and some sleeping hours) he needs attention or he will get into everything that he knows he shouldnâ€™t. Heâ€™ll chew on cords, steal your socks and underwear and chew them up, bark incessantly at you and do everything else possible to annoy you. Sure I can throw him in the kitchen or in his crate while I do something, but the longer he is alone the crazier he gets later at night which is even more irritating.
I have to get up in the middle of the night to let him out because he canâ€™t hold it all night even though he has held it all night before. Since Rachelle gets up at 5:30am every morning I get up and let Miles out so she can sleep that much longer. I havenâ€™t had a good night sleep in a long time because I constantly have an ear open to hear if he needs to go out.
I have to come home from work at lunch to let him out and play with him a little also. That really sucks when there is 2 feet of snow on the ground since I walk across the soccer field to get home. I keep losing track of time so when I get home he has already pissed in the kitchen.
We canâ€™t sit down and have dinner because he acts like an asshole chewing on everything (feet, pants, remotes, blankets, books, magazines). He knows he shouldnâ€™t do that because we yell â€œNOâ€ every single time, he just doesnâ€™t care.
What bugs me the most about this situation is that I can no longer do whatever I want. I canâ€™t just decide I want to go somewhere and do something. If I do I have to be back in 4 hours or less so he wonâ€™t make a mess. Not only that but if I do leave him he might be a nightmare in the evening because he was alone for to long. Itâ€™s constantly putting me in a bad mood and Iâ€™m getting sick of it. I think it is preventing me from doing the little things that make me happy in life (playing around with computers, programming, playing games (notice I havenâ€™t updated my webpage in a long time?)), and I can only be unhappy for so long.
I realize most of these things relate to the fact that he is a puppy but that really doesnâ€™t change anything. Iâ€™m still stuck dealing with all of it. He may grow out of some of his more annoying traits but he still is going to need constant care.
I liked the way my life was before we got a dog. I didnâ€™t think a dog would change it as much as it has. I guess ultimately you have to weight the positives and the negatives to see if itâ€™s worth the trouble. Right now it isnâ€™t.